An Iowa Mom

I Didn't Know He Cared

This afternoon I opened my email and found this one line email from Big Daddy:

You haven’t blogged since last Friday……what’s with that?????

Ya know, I didn't think he really cared ... or frankly would ever notice.  This blog isn't something that I thought he paid any attention to.  Guess I thought wrong. 

Maybe he's paying TOO close of attention to the blog ... and not enough attention to our life.  Because if he was ... he'd know why I haven't blogged since Friday. 

So ... I guess I have to give Big Daddy a little refresher ...

We have baseball ... with both boys now:

  

A little girl who turned four:

An overwhelming desire to organize:

         

An 8 year old who can't seem to shake this fever that keeps returning every few days:

and the bad luck of his favorite toy breaking:

Which caused an entire afternoon dedicated to figuring out how to get it fixed:

Not to mention a well doctor visit for our newly turned four year old, which caused a reaction to one of her four immunizations.  This made for a very cranky, clingy and tired little girl.  Remember that?:

Once a moment was found to blog and fill everyone in on this live of ours, it didn't surprise me that this quit working ... that's just my luck.  Come on Big Daddy, you couldn't have forgotten the phone call I placed to you blaming you for the whole thing.  I mean, you DID use the computer last:

And when a kid actually asks to sit down and write a letter to his favorite friend who moved away, all attention should turn to that, don't you agree?

So ... while I have every intention on writing about these things that have all happened since Friday ... WHEN I LAST BLOGGED ... I just haven't really had a moment to sit down to do that yet.  However, if you're offering to take over all the household duties so that I can have an evening to myself to write, Big Daddy ... I'd surely take you up on that.

Whadda ya say?

One Of THOSE Days!

Yeah ... I have to tell you ... it's gonna be one of THOSE days today!  A 24 hour period of time that I have to constrain myself from the computer and my beloved friends who live inside of it.  Why?  Well it's simple to explain.  For the simple fact that today is one of those days that I actually have to act like a mother.

It's Molly's birthday.  She's four today.  And I feel it necessary to spend the day with her, not you ... I do hope you'll understand and forgive me.

So now I must close this laptop and do my best to not be pulled back to it.  I mean, there are important things going on here.  There is cake to be devoured.  A Thumballina movie to be viewed.  A new bell for a bike to be rung. 

Not to worry ... I will fill you in on all the details when I return.

Until then ... do your best not to miss me.

As Molly would say, "Toodles!"

Come On ... You Deserve It!

How many times have you said you were going to make time for yourself and organize a "moms night out" with your friends, only to never get around to it? Come on, you know that's happened.  Hasn't it?

Well, if you're in the Des Moines area ... now you don't have to do the planning. It's all been done for you. Head on over to Jody's blog and find out how YOU can join the other Des Moines mom for a night of fun.

You deserve it!

Welcome To My Life ...

So, I'm walking through Walmart this morning, and tears are welting up in my eyes.  Surprisingly, those tears weren't forming because I had to make a trip into the most dreaded store in the world ... nope, that wasn't it at all.  Really.  I'm not lying.  The reason for my blubbering was because my head hurt.

Yes.  It hurt THAT bad.  Thinking it was just sinus pressure this morning, I popped an cold/allergy pill, chased with 3 Tylenol and a glass of water.  Obviously that didn't work, or else I wouldn't be boohooing as I strolled through Wally World looking for some DVD called Thumballina.  Yes, the ONLY thing the girl asks for as a gift to commemorate her turning four years old ... and I couldn't find it.  Leave it to me to wait until the last minute, eh?

Anyway, this post is not about HER, like most of them seem to be these days ... it's about ME, damn it.  Me and my throbbing head.  Unsure if I would be able to make it out of the without completely breaking down, I high tailed it to the pharmacy department and grabbed some Advil off the shelf.  For a brief moment I wondered what the little security eye in the sky man was thinking as I ripped the box open, fiddled with the cap, screamed at the foil protective measure keeping me from what I wanted most and chucked the cotton ball into my shopping cart.  I guess I didn't care what he thought, as I shoved 2 of the tablets in my mouth and swallowed the best I could with nothing to drink. 

Long story short ... kinda ... the Advil didn't work either.  Here I sit, with a headache like no other headache I've ever had ... feeling like I'm gonna die.

But nevermind little ol' me ... the boys both have ball games tonight (in different places, of course) and I have a little girl celebrating a birthday tomorrow ...

There is just no time for this mother to feel like crap.  But any tips on how I could feel better would be great!  Do you have any?

If not, can you please tell me where they keep the hand soap in Walmart?  I couldn't seem to find it.

Three ... Free ... What's The Difference?

The night before last Big Daddy was doing his nightly ritual of playing "Tickle Fight".  There is never shortage of willing participants, as for some reason walking around in a circle chanting, "You can't get me!" while Big Daddy lays in the middle waiting to pounce is just thrilling for the kids.  Once a child is brought in and tickled beyond being able to laugh any longer ... the other children jump all over Big Daddy and try to "save" the lucky one who got chosen by the tickle monster.

Well, Jake was captured and Molly was trying to save him.  Once he was able to escape, he yelled, "I'm FREE!" 

Immediately Molly stood up and put one hand on her hip and corrected him with squinted eyes and a scowl ... "NO!  I'm free."  Meaning three.  As in 3 years old.

For some reason that cracked me up. 

I had to share the story in a hurry, because in just two more days, my baby won't be "free" anymore ... she'll be four.  Because she insists on growing up so fast ... without my permission.  You know Molly, she wouldn't have it any other way!

I Am Aware That You Don't Care ...

but, this is my blog so I get to write whatever I want.  I'll make it quick.  This is just one of those things I want to document for my own memory later on.  That way when I'm old and gray and can't recall what I had for breakfast, let alone what happened at Jake's season opener tournament 20 years back ... I can just turn to my handy dandy blog.  Assuming I can remember my password to get into the computer.  I'm just sayin'.

So ... Jake had his first tournament of the season this past weekend.  We took 2nd place and I'm so proud of the boys.  They played well, despite the wind and rain. 

Saturday -
Win vs. Saints Silver  4-1
Win vs. CR Cougars  8-0

Sunday -
Can't remember scores! (See why I should do this RIGHT AWAY - my memory is already going)
Made it to the Championship Game - Lost vs. CR Reds - 6-5 in extra innings. 

Took 2nd place.

The picture is of Jake getting his trophy, but I had a little girl crashing into my legs as I tried to take the picture ... so it's blurry. 

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